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THE FIRST 


SMILE BOOK 

OR 

HOW IT ALL BEGAN 

by 

JEAN LOOSE ALLEN 


Illustrations by 

ADELAIDE ELLITHORPE 


Published by 

I KAN SMILE CO. 
LOS ANGELES 



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FROM' TH E PRESS OF 

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LOS ANGELES 
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TO THE 

“Two Little Smiles” 

Who Inspired It 

FRANK AND ROBERT ALLEN 

This Book is Lovingly 
Dedicated 



The First Smile Book 

or 

HOW IT ALL BEGAN 


By JEAN LOOSE ALLEN 

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X T was snowing on Sunshine Mountain 
and, oh, how happy the children were! 
Snow is pretty nice any place but on 
Sunshine Mountain it is a great deal 
nicer, because the big drifts and banks all neatly 
piled (so they wouldn’t obstruct the paths) were 
really, truly Ice Cream—mostly vanilla, of course; 
that was the regular kind, but near certain 
bushes and shrubs it was daintily flavored by the 
fruits and flowers growing there. 

The lovely little sparkling lakes were all full to 
the brim of the most delicious drinkable things. 
One was a fine golden yellow and tasted just like 



Orange Juice and the little purple lake with the 
crinkly white waves all over the top just simply 
had to be Grape Juice. 

It was that way all over Sunshine Mountain; 
everything was just right for children; no one 
ever scolded them nor said, “Don’t.” Of course, 
there wasn’t any need to for they were always 
happy, and being happy kept them always good. 

There was one little fellow tho, who didn’t 
seem quite as happy as the rest. 
Strange, too, for he had such a 
“turned up” mouth and 
such big, roguish round 
eyes and the dearest but¬ 
ton of a nose; he really 


SWINGING THEIR HEELS AND 

















should have been the very joiliest of all the frol¬ 
icking children. But ever since the Year One 
and One-half when good King Nobleheart brot 
his people up to the top of Sunshine Mountain 
to live forever, everyone in the kingdom had 
been happy and asked no questions as to the 
whys and wherefores. And now here only a dozen 
or so centuries later, while Nobleheart’s second 
cousin’s aunt’s niece, little Queen Everglad was 
on the throne, this 
queer child had been 
born, who was different. 

In the first place it was 
his hair; it didn’t grow 
like any one’s else hair 


KICKING THE ICING OFF 










but hung in a queer question mark sort of a lock 
right down on his forehead—and his hair wasn’t 
the only queer part of him—his mind seemed to 
grow in a question mark, too, for always he was 
trying to know why. His name was Ikan and he 
and his fat little sister, Ido, were twins. Just 
now they sat side by side on a fruit cake log, 
swinging their heels and kicking the icing off. 

“Ikan,” began Ido sud¬ 
denly, “why don’t you for¬ 
get all those silly ques¬ 
tions you ask Uncle Kno- 
itall and all the dreadful 
things he told you? You 
are just almost, pretty 
near, getting nearly to be 
unhappy and you know 
what a wicked crime that 




SCOWL 











is—why, you’d disgrace mother and me for life! 
Do say you’ll stop it.” 

“I can’t, Ido; indeed I can’t,” said the little 
boy. “Why, think of it—down there on earth 
those people are making children so unhappy 
they just have to be naughty, and, of course 
that makes everyone miserable!” 

“I know it, brother, but what can you do? 
Old Grumpy Grouch and her family have been do¬ 
ing it for years and now since her children, Scowl 
and Frown, are quite grown up, 
of course they can make twice 
as many ugly toys and put in 
ten times as many bad thots.” 

“But, Ido, don’t you think 
we could do some¬ 
thing? Uncle Kno- 
itall said someday 
someone would find 


FROWN 







a way to go around after them and undo at least 
a part of their mischief, even if they never could 
be run quite off the earth.” 

“Yes, but ‘someday’ is a long way off, Ikan, 
and we can’t do anything. Let’s go play.” 

“No,” answered the boy, gravely, “I’m going 
to ask the Queen to let me go down to earth and 
try to find a way.” 

“No, no, no!” cried Ido; “you would die down 
there in the shadows and besides you’d never get 
down Sunshine Moun¬ 
tain; no one can. There 
are too many pits at the 
bottom that Grumpy 
has dug.” 

“Perhaps I can’t do 
anything but even if I 
fail I’m going to try,” he 
answered. “At any rate I 
shall ask the Queen.” 


RUNNING DOWN THE ROAD AND 











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“Please, please, please don’t!” begged Ido 
running down the road after him and tugging 
at his suspenders, but it didn’t do a bit of good, 
for before you could say, “TICKLEMIEARWITH- 
ALITTLEGRAYGOOSEFEATHER, ’’ they were 
standing in front of Mirror Palace and there was 
happy little Queen Everglad sitting on a branch 
of her favorite Lollipop tree, picking Lollipops 
for tea. 

“Why, howdedo, children,” she called gayly; 
“come on in and have a Lollipop 
with me!” 

“Thank you, Your Majesty,” 
said Ikan and they both bowed 
very politely and most grace¬ 
fully. “But we don’t care for 
any Lollipops just now; we 
want to speak very seriously 
with you.” 

“Seriously!” cried the Queen 


_SET.-- 



TUGGING AT HIS SUSPENDERS 















excitedly; “seriously! Then don’t speak at all un¬ 
til I get down from here and put on my crown. 
Chapter 36, Page 9002, in the 1100th volume of 
‘Rules for Kings and Queens’ says: ‘Never under 
any circumstances is it proper to speak seriously 
to a King or Queen up a tree and particularly if 
they haven’t on their crown.’ ” And down clam¬ 
bered the plump little Queen and searched all 
about until she found her pretty gold crown just 
where she’d left it under the Lilac 
bush. After she had carefully 
dusted it off with the end of her 
long court train and settled it 
firmly on her head she seemed 
happier and sat down right 
royally on a big green cab¬ 
bage. 

“All right now, children; 
be just as serious as you 
like; I’m all ready.’’ 


QUEEN 




















“Well, Your Royal Pleasantness,” began Ikan, 
“we want very much to go down on earth.” Ido 
nodded slowly, for altho she didn’t in the least 
want to go down on earth, she did want to stay 
close beside this brave brother of hers and she 
knew if he was determined to go she’d have to fol¬ 
low, but the Queen didn’t take it that way. 

“Down on earth!” she shrieked and fell right 
over backwards off of her cabbage 
and rolled right into the middle 
of the pansy bed. 

Of course, Ikan and Ido ran to 
help her up but even after they 
had her back on her cab¬ 
bage and safely propped 
up with two long 
corn stalks, she kept 
muttering— 


UP A TREE 













“They want to leave the land of joy, 
This silly girl and questing boy; 
Want to go where shadows grim 
Make the lovely sunbeams dim.” 



After she seemed a little reconciled, Ikan be¬ 
gan all over: 

“Yes, Your Supreme Benevolence; Uncle Kno- 
itall has told us how down on earth, old Dame 
Grumpy Grouch, and her two big black sons, 
Scowl and Frown, are trying to cause all the 
mischief they can. Why, Your Majesty, 
it will be impossible for you to believe it, 
but they are making disagreeable and 
ugly toys and filling them with bad thots 
and carrying them to all the children of 
the earth and we want to go down and 
help the poor children escape. So please, 
Your Most Smiling Radiance, will you 
permit us to try to go down the moun¬ 
tain? Lookout! Ido, there she goes again!” 


UNCLE KNOITALL 










And sure enough there went the Queen again, 
and frontways this time; right into the Marsh¬ 
mallow bushes, bumpity! plunk! It was all the 
children could do to get her out of this sticky em¬ 
brace, for she seemed too dazed to more than 
softly whisper:— 



“Who’d ever think that a little child 
Would dare to go creeping where nobody smiled! 
I’ll let them go but they’ll never get there, 

For Grumpy’s dug ditches everywhere.” 

Suddenly she seemed to remember 
who she was and sat up very straight 
and spoke as a Queen with her crown 
on should speak. Perhaps the reason 
her voice sounded a little wobbly was 
because her crown was on so dread¬ 
fully crooked, due, of course, to her 
tumbling about off the cabbage. 

“Well,” she said, “if I should 
permit you to go and you should 


BEFORE THE QUEEN 





















succeed in getting over the pits, then what would 
you do? How could you make every one happy? 
Do you know the recipe?” 

“No, Your Extreme Loveliness,” sadly answered 
Ikan. “We don’t know it but we thot perhaps 
you would tell us.” 

“I!” shrieked the Queen (yes she did, queen or 
no queen. To tell you the truth, she YELLED) “I! 
Why I never even saw anyone who was unhappy; 


how should I know what to do? We’ll make Uncle 
Knoitall tell us; he started all 
this trouble anyway.” 

So poor old Uncle Knoitall had 
to come to the Palace and be 
quizzed and questioned for 
hours, but it didn’t do one bit 
of good for all he’d say was:— 
“Told ye all I knowed in the 
fust place. I know a lot but o’ 
course the wisest person in the 



THE QUEEN STEPS ON 










kingdom knows a lot more, ask that wise per¬ 
son; don’t pester me, I’m tired.” 

And say what you like, that settled it. Uncle 
Knoitall knew no one could scold him and not 
knowing how to be afraid he just turned around 
and stumped off home leaving the Palace in a 
dreadful hubbub. 



Who was the wisest person in all the kingdom? 
Everyone asked everyone else 
and everyone told everyone 
else in reply that “indeed 
they were not vain enough to 
answer that question—it was 
quite a matter for the Queen 
to settle.” 

And poor little Everglad— 
well she just didn’t know 
which way to turn; the 
people were crowded 
around her all talking at 


THE ROYAL WHITE KITTEN 








once and no one saying anything—that is, not 
anything worth listening to. Ido and Ikan stood 
close beside her, both very still and both very 
puzzled. 

“Oh, dear!” sighed Everglad, sitting hard on 
her big golden throne and wearing her crown 
pulled down very far over her little pink ears; 
“oh, dear! I do wish I knew who really is the 
wisest person in all the kingdom. 
Two or three years of this talk¬ 
ing would just about give me the 
headache.” 

“Why, Your Majesty,” gasped 
Ikan and Ido, speaking right to¬ 
gether; “you don’t really truly 
mean you don’t know who is the 
wisest person in all the kingdom? 
We thot you were only pretend¬ 
ing not to know.” 

“And do you know?” cried the 


THE WISEST PERSON 













Queen, jumping up and stepping on the royal 
white kitten who ran yowling into the Palace 
kitchen to be comforted by the cook and a nice 
saucer of whipped cream. “Tell me this instant,” 
she commanded. 

So Ikan and Ido leaned very close to her, one 
on each side, and in their excitement speaking 
very loud—so loud in fact that the Queen’s golden 
crown quite trembled from the noise— 
they said: “The wisest person in all the 
kingdom is ‘OUR MOTHER!’ ” 

“Remarkable!” exclaimed the Queen sit¬ 
ting down suddenly and holding her head 
firmly in both hands; “remarkable! Some¬ 
body bring me their mother at once!” 

Then, amid cries of “Remark¬ 
able !” ‘ ‘Wonderful! ” ‘ ‘ Who’d 

ever have thot it?” etc., from all 
the people, Dame Glady Smile, 

Ikan and Ido’s mother, was 


IN ALL THE KINGDOM 



























pushed right up to the front of the crowd, wear¬ 
ing her kitchen apron and a smudge of flour on 
the end of her nose. 

She was dreadfully surprised and quite upset, 
for she had never for one little minute even 
dreamed of anyone thinking she was the wisest 
person in all the kingdom. 

“Land sakes!” she exclaimed, clutching wildly 
at her little white cap and pulling 
down her sleeves, “whatever is the 
matter? Oh, good morning, Your 
Royal Excitedness; whatever have 
those children of mine been up to?” 

“Nothing wrong, Dame Smile,” 
the Queen kindly told her, “but we 


I KAN AND IDO GO 








want to ask you a question which no one else in 
all the kingdom can answer.” 

“A question with only one answer!” laughed 
the jolly, little old lady; “well that would be a 
queer one, wouldn’t it; but I’ll do my best.” 

“It is just this,” continued the Queen, while 
all the people listened attentively: “If (now, of 
course, just if), if you were very, very unhappy 
(which, of course, you’re not), but if you were 
very unhappy, how would you go about getting 
happy again?” 

“Oh, oh, oh!” laughed 
the good lady. “Oh, oh, 
oh! that is a question! 

What I’d do, would be to go 


DOWN THE RAINBOW 





to the door and open it wide and then I’d take in 
a big long breath of the sweet, clean outdoors air 
and I’d call right out loud: ‘Oh! Ikan Smile’; 
then I’d wait a minute and I’d draw another big, 
long breath and I’d say right out loud: ‘Now Ido 
Smile!’ and when those two little Smiles came 
running as they would have to when I called 
them, why I’d be perfectly happy right away—I’d 
have to.” 

“Astonishing,” said the Queen while all the 
people just shouted themselves hoarse with ad¬ 
miration for Dame Smile’s wise speech. “Aston¬ 
ishing but true,” repeated the Queen. “Now, if 
only we knew how to get the children over the 
pit, everything would be quite settled.” 

“Perhaps we could jump over,” suggested 
Ikan, but no one else thot they could and kept 
trying to get them to wait until a bridge could be 
built over the pits. 

“No,” said the children bravely, “that would 
take two hundred and sixteen years and some 
of the children might get too grownup to care 


to play with us. We’ll go today, even if we fall 
into Grumpy’s pit and never get over into the 
Smiling Meadow.” 

So they told all the people good-by and kissed 
their mother and started. Then a queer thing 
happened. Mothers, you know, are pretty much 
alike all the world over and Dame Glady Smile 
(altho she was very proud of her children and 
awfully glad to have them go) just couldn’t help 
a few tears which stood in her kindly old eyes and 
ran down her plump cheeks, but she was as brave 
as brave could be, and fixing her eyes on the lovely 
Smiling Meadow, she smiled her very brightest 
and waved her hand to the children—then right 
at that minute her tears and smiles mixed and 
there, stretching from the top of Sunshine Moun¬ 
tain right across old Grumpy’s deep pit and into 
Smiling Meadow, was the loveliest rainbow you 
ever could imagine and little Ikan and Ido Smile, 
holding tight to each other’s hand, went down 
the rainbow safe into Earthland. 


So now, little children, whenever Grumpy or 
Scowl or Frown come bothering about your house, 
just you run straight and throw open the door and 
call right out loud: “Oh, Ikan Smile,” and then 
wait a minute, breathing in all the sweet, clean 
air and call again right out loud: “Now, Ido 
Smile,” and then no matter where they are I 
know those two little smiles will come running. 

And then if you just wish it hard enough and 
try very much to make it pleasant for them I’m 
sure they will stay with you always and help you 
keep Grumpy and the rest of the Grouch family 
miles away from you. Just you try it and see! 




















































































































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